Noiseless Air Frigate

 

Gray moisture outside;
Darkness contrasts with the green;
Porch is glistening. 

Porch rail is shining;

Cars pass with a swooshing

Swift whishing of air. 

 

Barn doors are dark black;
Cows eating in the back yard;
Wet mist in the air.

While the air is cool

My feelings are hot and dry--

Disjointed elements. 

 

Through the large window
A frame of moving pictures--
Old lady and tv.

 

Flying above me

Large heron sails through the sky--

Noiseless air frigate.

 

Out of the tree trunk
Bright green leaves spring and quiver
In the dim morning.

 

In the old shack's mouth

Tall grass covers its entrance.

(It won't even cough.)